[Gpdd] HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO KIMBA!

[julie johnson]

Dearest friends,

 

I have missed so many posts, that it will take me quite a while to come up
to speed with everything that has happened, both happy and sad - and of the
2 legged baby type (Jaime)!  So, I'm starting with the most recent posting,
and working my way back.

 

Firstly, after my long exhausting enduring  month in June/July (only weeks
after losing Snowdrop to cancer), with the expectation of another
heart-breaking event I am so very *proud*,*honoured*,  *thankful to God*,
thankful to my dear dear GPDD friends* for advice and support and love,
(that support from you all meant and means  so very much to me),  and I have
to say another thank you to God because he gave my vet the power to choose
the right medicine for Kimba, and another thank you to God for giving me the
strength to keep going with caring for Kimba, seeing to his every need,
cuddling him, loving him more than I love myself; and then for putting into
my mind hey, stupid Julie, you know the sales manager in Australia for Oxbow
Australia.... She sent me gifts of timothy hay, pellets, and timothy treats
and advised me what to do next with Kimba.   It's amazing when one is
heartbroken, worried, exhausted, etc. how the brain can forget such a small
but vital piece of information, eg my lovely Oxbow friend in downunder, only
3 hours'  drive from me too!!

 

Anyway, I purchased Kimba on 1 October 2008 at 6 weeks of age, so he's more
than 5 years old now!!    I'm tickled pink and so so so happy!

 

Sorry for being so effusive, I'm not drunk or on drugs (!) but my piggies
are my world and my whole life and without them my life would just stumble
along, with no purpose or want of anything.

 

I will get through reading back over old Digests as time permits, but I've
also become a sort of  "bird whisperer" - gosh, I hand feed crimson rosellas
and lately king parrots.   The rosellas come when I call them, they fly
around the yard and land in front of my face in a tree branch if I don't
hear them, calling me to feed them,  wait until I get home and out of the
car and they're right there saying "mum, hurry up, come this way with food
please, and down they fly to the spot where I hand feed them from an orange
jug.  Other birds are flocking to me like I'm the leader of the bird flock,
eg ducks, galahs, cockatoos, rare pigeons, rare whistlers, rare red scarlet
honey eaters, other rare and wonderful birds!  They have no fear of me, just
trust.     Deep down, in my heart and  my mind, I think that God has given
me this gift with our feathered creatures as a "reward" of sorts, and
another source of pleasure apart from my boys to help me through the  bad
times, which these past months  have been  more common than any other.  

 

To all the members who have lost a furry friend, I send my heartfelt
condolences, with total understanding and empathy with the feelings that go
with that most saddest of life's events.

 

Love from Julie & Kimba, Sooty, Hugo and Treacle!